I heard some shuffling next to me and then smelt and felt warm lavender scented oil drizzled over my chest. From each side of me, a pair of warm hands...touched each breast and started to massage deeply. In unison, both hands encircled my breasts and exquisite pressure was applied. My breasts were squeezed over and over again. In unison, each pair of hands would grab as much of my boobs as possible and squeeze and pull them upwards, allowing my flesh to slide through the oily grasp. There was a. Instead of swinging a watch back and forth, he instructed us to watch a swirling thing he had on his coffee table as he counted backward from a hundred. I pretended to concentrate on the strange object as he slowly counted. Like most married men, I had mastered the art of looking interested in something while thinking about other things. My mind wandered to the World Series and how badly the Phillies had choked in the play-offs to allow the Giants to win the pennant. They needed to get a relief. I’d be lying if I said I minded and enjoyed seeing her tiny pink pussy lips poking out from that magical little triangle between her ass and her two legs. She didn’t like to wear bras when she got home, part of cleansing her bad day I guess. I got up and moved behind her as she rifled through the top drawer. She was looking for a pair of panties and I let my hands run down her sides. “Not right now” she shook me off “I’m still worrying about whether or not they will use my poem and my. It was about the same length of my husbands but I swear about as big around as a Coke can my fingers did not fit around it. I started to pull the foreskin up then down and could feel this giant mushroom head at the top. It felt huge in my hand as I started to hear squishing sounds coming from my wet pussy.Shane just sat there sleeping and you could hear an occasional snore. David was relentless with his fingers, as they would go in the palm of his hand would pound my clit. I thought for sure.